{"id":103,"date":"2006-08-29T21:15:00","date_gmt":"2006-08-30T03:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/2006\/08\/29\/everything-i-know-about-writing-i-learned-from-rejections-part-i\/"},"modified":"2009-05-02T09:55:47","modified_gmt":"2009-05-02T15:55:47","slug":"everything-i-know-about-writing-i-learned-from-rejections-part-i","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/2006\/08\/29\/everything-i-know-about-writing-i-learned-from-rejections-part-i\/","title":{"rendered":"Everything I know about Writing I learned from Rejections, Part I"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"color:#660000;\">Alas, the author interview has been devoured by the Crapometer, hungry for some nourishment before its next appearance at Miss Snark\u2019s dig.  I have it on good authority that by the time the Crapometer has feasted on the blood and guts of dozens of hopeful writers, it will regurgitate my insignificant little piece.  In the meanwhile, nothing to do but wait, and muse about rejections.<br \/><\/span><br \/>I took rejections well.  When I tore open a limp, self-address envelope that had hitchhiked all the way back from New York City, and read that \u201cthank you, but no thank you,\u201d I grimaced a little, maybe rolled my eyes, tossed that sucker in the shoebox in my closet, and got on with my day. <\/p>\n<p>No weeping into my porridge bowl, no banging my head against hard, shiny surfaces, no telephoning my fellow scribes, begging them to help me picked up the broken pieces of myself.  And boy, was I smug about my robust ego and Teflon-clad, resolute sense of self.  I was tough, baby, t-o-u-g-h.  I got what it took to make it in this business.<\/p>\n<p>Problem was, I wasn\u2019t making it in this business.  I churned out completed projects with some regularity.  I had people who liked my work.  I even had representation for a while.  But I couldn\u2019t scale that final height, cross that last hurdle, and get a publishing house to cough up cash for my work.<\/p>\n<p>Slowly it a rather appalling suspicion began to take shape in my mind.  Was it possible, was it at all possible that my toughness was actually a-r-r-o-g-a-n-c-e?  I was plowing ahead, damn the torpedoes.  But was I learning anything, getting any better at this whole mysterious, inexplicable art of storytelling?  Or was I doing the same thing over and over, each time expecting folks to like the results a lot better?<\/p>\n<p>One of the most instrumental rejection letters in my writing life came at the beginning of the query process for my grand martial-arts historical fiction.  An early query letter went out via e-mail to Marcy Posner, an established NYC agent.  She responded within three days, asking to have three chapters snail mailed to her. <\/p>\n<p>Needless to say, I complied immediately.  Three weeks later, her response came.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000099;\">Dear Sherry,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000099;\">Thank you for sending HEART OF BLADE.  Unfortunately I just did not love it. It needs a lot of editing and is too long for the marketplace.  Please do keep in mind that this is only one opinion.  It is often the case that material one agent doesn\u2019t respond to is to be met with much enthusiasm by another.  You will want and need an agent who will get behind you and your work with full confidence.  Given my hesitation, I\u2019m not the one.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000099;\">Sincerely, <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000099;\">Marcy Posner<\/span><\/p>\n<p>I haven\u2019t seen this letter in over a year.  I pulled it out of the bowels of my mail folders today and was shocked by how kindly it was worded.  Because I remembered it differently.  I hated it when it came.  It had been a bucket of cold water thrown in my face.  I couldn\u2019t care less at that time that the water was Evian and had all kinds of curative properties, I just cared that I was cold and wet and royally peeved.<\/p>\n<p>What made me unhappy were the words \u201cIt needs a lot of editing\u201d.  That totally conflicted with my view of my writing.  I wrote polished prose, damn it.  What the bleep was I supposed to edit?  At least she had the sense to acknowledge that this was only her opinion, I thought huffily.<\/p>\n<p>But as the rejections trickled in, singly and in pairs, I became less and less sure of myself.  Every \u201cnot right for us\u201d joined the chorus that backed up Ms. Posner\u2019s professional opinion.  Reluctantly, but ineluctably, I began to see that my grand opus wasn\u2019t the masterpiece I\u2019d thought it was, but a great idea trapped in an unwieldy execution. <\/p>\n<p>The other dozen or so rejections were important.  They added weight and preponderance to Ms. Posner\u2019s judgment.  They made it hard for me to say, \u201cOh, that\u2019s just one person who doesn\u2019t get it.\u201d  But it was Ms. Posner\u2019s words in that personal rejection that really sank in, that went a long way toward turning me into a much harsher judge of my own writing. <\/p>\n<p>And I\u2019m a better writer for it.<\/p>\n<p>Next Tuesday, Everything I Know About Writing I Learned From Rejections, Part Deux.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Alas, the author interview has been devoured by the Crapometer, hungry for some nourishment before its next appearance at Miss Snark\u2019s dig. I have it on good authority that by the time the Crapometer has feasted on the blood and guts of dozens of hopeful writers, it will regurgitate my insignificant little piece. 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